Tag: The Dry Lands

There’s plenty of pre-release stuff to do for WHIL, but while its with the editor, it’s time to think about what’s next on the TMDBook To-Do list, which is longer than my arm. I’m thinking it’s time to re-read The Dry Lands and visit Hutch and A’ris again. Did you read it? Did you like their story??

If you haven’t met this duo yet, knock yourself out! I mean, not literally…if you’re unconscious that means you can’t read, and that would suck for both of us.

Before FM4, TDL was my longest title. And there was still SO much to say, so book 2 should be a fun one to dive back into. No pun intended, because HA2 already has a title: The Wet Lands. *cracks knuckles* Let the research begin. 😉 My inner hippie is going to LOVE this.

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A runaway princess on a mission and a mysterious traveler become an unlikely pair when the two cross paths in the unforgiving Dry Lands. As an underground movement struggles to overthrow the Dark King, an old prophecy threatens to change the future; an act that could unleash answers to some of the planet’s most dangerous secrets. Answers the people aren’t ready for. Together, the fiery red-head, A’ris Brynx, and the rugged Krane Hutch, must survive the lies, betrayals, consequences and each other.

This full-length fantasy novel takes readers on a never-ending journey of emotions and adventure. An otherworldly tale set on the faraway planet of Ernoth, where gypsies wander the deserts, assassins are on the hunt, mysteries are questioned, and secrets beg to be told.

The Dry Lands was only available on Amazon and B&N, till today! Click on either of the two new distributors below to read this YA/NA Fantasy book! Happy reading, y’all!

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Read on for a taste of Hutch and A’ris…

Hutch was used to taking what he needed and moving on. And yes, he thought A’ris was an easy means to an end if she was willing to fund his passage through the Outer Provinces. Once he reached the Outer Banks, he could use some of his escort money to buy a skiff or possibly something better — a one way ticket off the driest planet in the universe on an air ship. He wouldn’t make the same mistake he did with the Workers. He wouldn’t let the persuasions of the female form sway him to stick around longer than he was needed. Not again.

But there was something else about the girl that drew him in. Something anxious hid behind her gaze and Hutch had half a mind to find out what it was. She was far too young and well-kept to have been in severe trouble recently. At least that’s what he told himself.

As Hutch made his way back to Besnik’s tent, avoiding the nervous faces he passed, he did his best to shrug off his curiosity over A’ris Brynx and tried to tell himself that his work relationship with the kid was already stamped with an expiration date. Typically, he wouldn’t have it any other way. Even if it meant he had to leave the girl on the road, alone, with only the winds to push her forward. Hell, it wasn’t his journey.

He told himself exactly what he would do: take the money and run.

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One of the best things about being an Indie writer is that I can update my files whenever I want, or whenever they need it.

THE DRY LANDS was published two years ago, and even though the few who have read it loved it, it didn’t do well in the genre I originally marketed it for – Science Fiction. I’m not a hardcore Sci-Fi writer, but there are elements of that genre in all of my books. TDL had the most, so I thought it would work well there. Pfft. I tried.

Because I love this story so much, and I want everyone to read it, last year I decided to revamp the entire book from the inside out and put it into the niche I’ve been carving into the writing world: YA Fantasy. But it’s not all YA. There’s action, mystery, romance, suspense, science fiction (hover cars, y’all, hover cars), fantasy…basically everything. Plus, there’s Riot. If you don’t know who he is, grab the book. Riot is adorable. Hutch is hot, and A’ris is a kick-ass young lady.

So…skip ahead to this week…the results of this project overhaul are in. SCORE!

Check out this new beautimus cover made by Elizabeth Mackey Graphic Design. Doesn’t it scream ‘I’M SO BEAUTIFUL – YOU MUST READ ME!’. If you do, come back and tell me what you think. *bites nails and waits patiently*

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Murder was a messy business; torture even less clean. As Hutch walked through the inn’s lobby, taking care to avoid the streams of dried blood that had drained from [the woman’s] body, he struggled to swallow. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen such a thing and he doubted it would be the last. But seeing the most evil side of human nature was never easy.

Each fingernail had been wrenched from [her] hands, as were the front teeth from her upper jaw. One eye was sealed shut, lost beneath a contusion the size of a lemon. A clean split opened her lower lip, giving her mouth an un-natural ‘V’ shape. As he looked at her features, it was hard for him to see where her nostrils had been, as dried blood had caked in clumps around her unrecognizable nose.

He kneeled at her side and touched the wire binding that strung her wrists and ankles together. The woman hadn’t been kind to them, not exactly, but hers was a fate undeserved. Hutch didn’t doubt a bag of coins would have opened her mouth freely to the comings and goings of A’ris and Hutch, and yet the level of torture the middle-aged woman endured wasn’t just unnecessary, it was brutal beyond reason. As if whoever committed the crime did so with the pure intent to kill, regardless of what information they extracted.

He smoothed the hair from her face and pulled a nearby throw off a wooden chair, draping it over her still body. She’d been bled dry, and though the entire room would forever show signs of her demise on the floors, walls and counters, he could at the very least give her soul respect by covering her violated body.

Someone out there was angry.

As Hutch took the stairs up to the room he’d shared with A’ris just days before, and found it cleaned out and empty, he could only hope that the dead man behind the Gear Maker’s shop was the man who had gone through the town, eliminating all who breathed. Either all signs of A’ris were being wiped clean, or any and all who crossed her path were struck dead simply for seeing her. Hutch knew A’ris was in trouble or soon would be.

The kind of trouble that drew blood in lethal amounts.

“A’ris, please be safe,” he whispered into the fresh sky.

His boots sank into the damp earth as he set off to the west with a pack of supplies he pillaged from [the inn’s] kitchen. Hutch didn’t even bother to change his muddy clothes, just slung a coat over his shoulder in case it should rain again. The bartender wouldn’t need it anymore. He, along with his patrons, had been shot dead.

Unsure if the hole in his heart was truly mended or would only heal once he set eyes upon the girl again, living and unharmed, he set out for the town of Calypso, determined to find what he had lost…